Agent Morris was furious. It was his turn to push the button.
Joe knew his trip to the IRS would end in an ass raping, he just didn't realize how literal it would be.
"I'll just...wait for the next one, then."
Highly amused by the "Gay sandwich" button, John fiendishly tried out the "Going down" button.
Tell me, Mr. Anderson; What good is a conjugal visit if you have no penis?
"No, YOU'RE out of order! THE WHOLE LIFT IS OUT OF ORDER."
In todays news Congress passes the "Rapists Will be Raped" bill leading political analysts tell us that
legislation of this nature is -quote "refreshing".
Dr. Goldberg needed to work out the kinks in his new treatment for claustrophobia.
"Ya gotta believe me! There's a floating disembodied arm following me! Look! He's right outside! Look! I'M NOT CRAZYYY!!!"
"...Yes, beans." Albert muttered, with a sly grin. As Trevor and Jake dove to stop him from letting loose, they knew it was too late. The elevator door had already begun closing.
They now faced 46 floors of wretched stink.
If we are gonna hot box him we have to hurry!
When casual Friday was discontinued Bob took it very badly indeed.
"No, Mr. Bond. I except you to die."
It wasn't quite the mile high club, but it was as close as he would get.
All hell broke loose when Hillary asked Obama why he wasnt wearing his white gloves